Watching the rain across the window
Tracing the fall of droplets.
You, somewhere in the hush,
Press against my skin like wind
not asking questions, just being felt.
The leaves outside, don’t fight the air.
They sway, keeping time with a rhythm
I forgot I knew!
I hold tea instead of coffee today.
You taste like something warm
that doesn’t need to wake me,
only keep me company in this solitude.
My eyes ache, not from looking,
but from all the holding in.
And you sit beside my thoughts,
Quiet and composed.
The prefrontal, that ever-churning
Forge of decisions, and analysis
Folds its arms, rests and dissociates
You don’t ask me to rise.
I don’t ask you to stay.
We exist, two veins on the same leaf
parallel, close, yet unbothered.
Part of a quiet whole.
Cheers
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